I'm really Naruto

Things aren't going well...

Jing Si, who didn't meet Liu Wuyan, and Xiao Yang, who met Liu Wuyan, both had this idea.

But at this moment, they are not the ones who feel this the most strongly.

On the second Xuanyuan Pillar, Zuo He sat quietly on the top floor. He stayed alone for a long time.

The flowing clouds flew away, and the sky became dark and then dawned again. Zuo He did not choose to go out.

In front of Zuo He, an oil painting hung.

In the painting, ivy grows in the dark night.

There should be two similar paintings in the world.

It turns out that is indeed the case...

However, one of them must have been destroyed in the lawless city.

The other painting has no owner, and Saben has been buried at the bottom of the sea forever. There is no point in talking about it anymore...

Zuo He stared at the painting in front of him with calm eyes.

But the platinum ring on his right index finger betrayed his heart.

Da, da, da, my fingers tapped on the table continuously, making waves of uneasy sounds...

Zuo He acted as the fuse, triggering civil strife; Saben seduced the Freedom Society to take action, adding fuel to the fire; when the world is in chaos, they will go to the illegal city to join together and organize actions together with Long Yi, who is developing in the illegal city.

But Salman appeared out of nowhere and messed everything up.

Long Yi and Saben passed away one after another, and now he is the only one left.

Zuo He has completed his mission, so what should he do now?

If he betrays Yunya Zhai, the Jingsi will not accept him.

Due to his status as the thirteenth apostle, Liu Wuyan would not regard him as one of his own.

Now in China, Jingsi may be at a disadvantage, but the person in the worst situation is definitely Zuo He!

Because he is alone and helpless at this moment!

Da, da, da, the fingers are tapping unconsciously, the frequency is faster than the rotating second hand.

But suddenly, Zuo He's finger hovered.

The picture on the oil painting faded, and a face appeared on the painting.

It turns out that this is not a simple oil painting...

"Zuo He, tell me, what happened recently?"

This man has an ordinary appearance, but his skin color is strange.

His face was streaked with white spots, like the lines left on his body after a day of walking near the beach without sunscreen.

But he didn't look as sexy as those girls wearing bikinis and sunbathing on the beach. His pale skin only had a sickly feel.

Zuo He slowly lowered his fingers, finally finding room for them to rest.

The conversation continued for a while, and after a while, the man disappeared from the painting, and the ivy grew out of the night again.

Zuo He stood up and opened the curtains that had not been touched for a long time, and the sunlight came in, which was particularly dazzling.

Zuo He didn't care, he looked at the highest Xuanyuan Pillar in the center of the capital and smiled.

It was a completely different feeling than before, a feeling of confidence.

……

Unexpectedly, there are thirteen big trees in a very far place.

The most prosperous tree is in the center, and the other trees are divided into two rows.

Except for the central one, all the trees have Roman numerals carved on their trunks, from "I" to "XII."

Below the trunk, the roots are entangled and strong.

It seems that someone did it deliberately. The tree roots and trunk are combined together to resemble the shape of a seat.

The seat is much smaller than the entire tree.

However, with the giant wood as the backrest and the strong roots as the base, it looks very domineering when you sit on it.

In this way, relying on these thirteen big trees, a luxurious conference hall was formed.

If they could, they would choose to be more frugal, but there are really few items in this place, and the only things that matter are trees.

Above the hall, there is a brilliant and colorful light curtain.

It is brilliant and beautiful, like an aurora formed when the stream of charged particles from the sun enters the earth's magnetic field.

But they are not flows of electrical particles, but flows of spiritual energy.

Generally speaking, the closer you get to the depths of the Sea of ​​Trees Labyrinth, the more intense your spiritual power will be, but it will not be so intense.

At this time, the flow of spiritual power above the hall has shown colors visible to the naked eye. Where is this place...

"I can't get in touch with the Lawless City side, and the same goes for the Free Association. However, I can get in touch with the Huaxia side. I have roughly figured out what the situation is outside..."

"Tell me, what is going on?"

Sitting on the main seat without a number mark was a blond man. The brilliant light above reflected on his face, flickering on and off.

At this moment, the blond man was looking at the location of "XII". That place was empty because Saito Haruma was no longer there.

"A special superpower named Salman Yang appeared in the lawless city. He destroyed the ancient city run by Long Yi, forcing our original plan to detonate in advance. Saben was also killed on his way to China as planned. He was destroyed. Now in China, Yun Yazhai has been imprisoned, Liu Wuyan is cleaning up the remnants of Yun Yazhai, Salman has joined Liu Wuyan's opposition camp, and the two groups are fighting. "

"What is Salman's superpower?"

The blond man asked in a deep voice.

"I'm not sure. Salman's powers show a diversity similar to ours. By the way, Sir, the Cloud Crow you are interested in was also eliminated by Salman."

"Is that so? That's really a pity. But... I'm very interested in that Salman." The blond man smiled. He was not sad because Yunya died, but was excited because of Xiao Yang's appearance.

"You three, go to China and find out what's going on with Salman."

The blond man waved and clicked "IX", "X", and "XI".

The three people sitting in the seats laughed when they saw that they were called.

They stayed here for a long time and were really exhausted.

The three of them stood up and said respectfully to the blond man: "You will definitely fulfill your mission!"

As soon as the words fell, they turned and left.

"Wait, take him with you."

The blond man shouted again, pointing his finger at "VIII".

There was no one under the big tree, only a black coffin with the "VIII" logo painted on it stood there.

"This? Sir, the three of us going together should be enough to deal with the situation on the Chinese side. There is no need to bring Mr. Chai Qi with us."

one of them replied.

He actually called the black coffin under the tree "Jun Chai Qi".

"Are you questioning my judgment?" The blond man frowned.

"No, how dare I!"

The man walked back quickly and put the black coffin on his back before daring to leave.

The three of them walked all the way, crossing an area made up of various towering trees, and finally came to a large screen of light.

This light curtain is the same as the one above the previous conference hall. They are both composed of extremely strong spiritual energy flow, which is also the boundary that blocks them here.

If they had forced their way in a few days ago, even they would have been destroyed by this extremely strong flow of spiritual power.

But things are different now. The light curtain has reached its thinnest period.

The three of them rushed into the light curtain, tearing through the dense flow of spiritual power and continuing to move quickly. Finally, they saw the blue sky outside again...

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